Sounds like you had a fun vacation. I don't miss Vegas.
Maybe when we tour up here after my mission we can see the Grand Coulee Dam.
When I was in the Wenatchee valley we went to the Rocky Reach Dam. While we
were there some members from Salt Lake came up the stairs. She said, "Oh,
the missionaries are here." Then she said, "We took the dam tour. I'm
sorry, we don't usually talk like that." It seems that jokes like that are
inevitable whenever you visit a dam.[1]
Sorry you weren't feeling well. My companion hasn't felt the best either. Saturday we were on exchanges and he had bad stomach problems. Yesterday evening he got a fever. One thing I'm glad I have is a strong immune system. I don't think I've really been sick since all my fiascoes in seventh grade.[2] I can remember:
A few mild congestions and sore throats that didn't really bother me;
The family upset-stomach party after general conference in October 2004;[3]
A strange tired feeling and lightheaded-ness the weekend after my graduation, which I felt again on my mission in October or November;
and a few times I've lost my voice on my mission. The only time that's really affected what I do was in January. I kept waking up with a painfully dry throat, so I would drink large quantities of water in the middle of the night. A few hours later I woke up needing to release the water and drink more. My lack of sleep left me very tired when I got up the next morning so I had to sleep a little extra.
I simply do not get sick. People always worry about me not visiting or shaking their hands if they've been sick, but I don't worry. I'm not careless, but I somehow acquired a healthy immune system.
Speaking of health, on my exchange this week I got to weigh myself. I think I'm now at about a net mission loss of fifty-five pounds. It will be weird for me to see the new countertops; it may be weird for you to see me. I could be transferred in two weeks and my weight loss could slow down if I get a car again, but I imagine I'll be here until June.
I noticed you still have the same decorations on the counters. I think this may be a good opportunity to replace the paper towel holder to one that actually works, as well as the little canisters to ones you can actually fit your hand in. (Sorry, just my little cynicism for the day.)[4]
Also when I was on exchanges we visited an old people community (there are a lot of them up here; in my own area I've never seen so many old people in my life). I thought the name of it was odd; it was called Golden Spike, complete with a giant golden spike at the entrance. One of the streets was called Bryce Canyon. I thought it was weird because I'm in Idaho, not Utah.
As for the batteries, I still have quite a few from my last package. I have fewer AAAs, but I still have some, and the only thing I can think of that I use them for right now is my bike tail light, so I might have enough to last my mission, if I remember to turn the light off.
Umm...I know I wanted to say more but I don't know what it was. (I feel like a broken record saying this.)
Love,
Elder Melville
Sorry you weren't feeling well. My companion hasn't felt the best either. Saturday we were on exchanges and he had bad stomach problems. Yesterday evening he got a fever. One thing I'm glad I have is a strong immune system. I don't think I've really been sick since all my fiascoes in seventh grade.[2] I can remember:
A few mild congestions and sore throats that didn't really bother me;
The family upset-stomach party after general conference in October 2004;[3]
A strange tired feeling and lightheaded-ness the weekend after my graduation, which I felt again on my mission in October or November;
and a few times I've lost my voice on my mission. The only time that's really affected what I do was in January. I kept waking up with a painfully dry throat, so I would drink large quantities of water in the middle of the night. A few hours later I woke up needing to release the water and drink more. My lack of sleep left me very tired when I got up the next morning so I had to sleep a little extra.
I simply do not get sick. People always worry about me not visiting or shaking their hands if they've been sick, but I don't worry. I'm not careless, but I somehow acquired a healthy immune system.
Speaking of health, on my exchange this week I got to weigh myself. I think I'm now at about a net mission loss of fifty-five pounds. It will be weird for me to see the new countertops; it may be weird for you to see me. I could be transferred in two weeks and my weight loss could slow down if I get a car again, but I imagine I'll be here until June.
I noticed you still have the same decorations on the counters. I think this may be a good opportunity to replace the paper towel holder to one that actually works, as well as the little canisters to ones you can actually fit your hand in. (Sorry, just my little cynicism for the day.)[4]
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| The problematic paper towel holder is to the left of the sink, and the containers are to the right. |
Also when I was on exchanges we visited an old people community (there are a lot of them up here; in my own area I've never seen so many old people in my life). I thought the name of it was odd; it was called Golden Spike, complete with a giant golden spike at the entrance. One of the streets was called Bryce Canyon. I thought it was weird because I'm in Idaho, not Utah.
As for the batteries, I still have quite a few from my last package. I have fewer AAAs, but I still have some, and the only thing I can think of that I use them for right now is my bike tail light, so I might have enough to last my mission, if I remember to turn the light off.
Umm...I know I wanted to say more but I don't know what it was. (I feel like a broken record saying this.)
Love,
Elder Melville
[1] My
dad wrote, “We went and saw the power plant inside Hoover Dam (not a swear
word.)”
[2] I
had strep a few times in seventh grade, and on one occasion, I had an allergic
reaction to the medicine.
[3] In
October 2004, we had a family gathering for general conference and ate chicken
and rice. At least four of us ended up with stomach problems.
[4] My
mom sent me a link to see their new countertops on the family blog. My mom had
decided at one point she wanted a bear theme in the house, so she had a bear
paper towel holder and bear containers for sugar/flour/etc. I absolutely hated
them. The paper towel holder did not allow for the paper towels to spin; using
nothing was better than using the “dispenser.” The containers had very narrow
openings, so you couldn’t fit a measuring cup in them, but they also had a bit
of a lip that made it hard to pour the contents out. Obviously I did not like
things that looked good that were not functional, and I still feel the same
way.
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